Fade in to Chamelion, sitting on the turnbuckle of the ring in his private gym, reading a slip of paper in his hands.  He looks up, smiles and waves it at us.

 

“Hey there, BWF fans, sorry for the silence the last few days. I’ve been working on preparing for this Monday’s Lumberjack match!”

 

Humored, he smirks even more.

 

“I’ve never been in one of these.  It’s actually a first for me.  Rare after six years of all sorts of matches, that I finally get to participate in a match like this.  Even more interesting is the set up; I get Team Supreme at ringside, and my opponent; Violent Flyer?  He gets his Tag-Team partner for Danger Zone, TCH, and his mother.  His MOTHER?  What kind of game IS the BWF Playing at here?”

 

Shrugging, he lets the paper slide from his hand and flutter to the apron.

 

“The last few weeks have been a rollercoaster ride here in the BWF, having to deal with Sycho Mike and Mark Kinxx, and their little tramp, Desire.  But in the end, her promise of beating our asses to a pulp just didn’t quite fit.  I’ll admit, she was a handful.. heh, or two in the ring last week, and I will never discount her talent as a fighter… it’s just that when I said she was in for more then she bargained, I meant it!”

 

“I gotta say this though, if those three hadn’t been so focused on seeing how many times they could use the F word and slipping their ideas in under the door past closing time… then maybe they’d have found a way to best the Krymson Dragons.  That’s a good piece of advice if we ever cross paths again, kiddos… try to show a little intelligence and step up to the plate when you’re called.. otherwise you’ll continue to be nothing more then doormats to the rest of us.”

 

Scratching his head, Chamelion takes a moment to think and organize his thoughts.

 

“V.F., Somehow you and TCH got past Adriana and her, was it hubby? BF?  I didn’t much pay attention to that, but you two got past them… with a chance to walk away the BWF Tag-Champs at Danger Zone….but I’ll address that issue after Monday.  Right now, the focus is you and me.  A one on one contest.. well, if we’re in the ring.. outside, it’s more of a free-for-all… and the odds definitely are not in your favor.”

 

“I don’t know a whole hell of a lot about you, so I’m limited here to what to say.  I guess it doesn’t really matter, since Monday’s little warm up will only demonstrate the mountain you’ll have to try to climb Sunday.  I was hoping for a little more out of you, too!  I mean, as much as I hated how clumsy and vulgar Mark and Mike were.. they DID try.  I’m just not getting that sort of vibe from you, and you do seem like one with some skill!”

 

Jumping down, Chamelion cracks his knuckles and stretches his shoulders.

 

“Aside from the lumberjack stip, this match is going to be like any other I’ve had since debuting here in the BWF.  It’ll be fun, it’ll be a showcase.. and it’ll be just another addition to my ever growing success!  Get ready, kiddo, to face the Most Devious SOB in the business today… and go for a ride like you’ve never experienced before.. GOT IT!?”

 

With a quick nod, Chamelion slips out of the ring and walks out of frame.

 

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